- Here are a few clothes-related stories:
10. Nastradin Khodzha's cloak
Nastradin Khodzha lived in the village right next
to a field. In the summer, a gypsy camp took over
the field. At night the fires glowed, there was
music, dancing, noise, hullabaloo. Late one
night, when the village was sleeping, there was a
huge brawl, the sound of guns going off, enormous
Nastradin Khodzha, who was sleeping in his
underwear, rushed out to help. He said, "What's
going on? Are you killing each other?!"
All around him, old people were cleaning up,
others were packing their bags--the caravan was
getting ready to leave. Just then Nastradin
Khodzha realized that he didn't have his warm
cloak. He heard someone yell "Get along" to the
donkeys. The caravan left and nobody was left.
Nastradin Khodzha said, "Oh, now I understand, all
that noise was a fight over my cloak!"
And that's how it happens sometimes. Sometimes
one sees a wedding, sometimes a funeral. When a
man tries to do something good, sometimes he
Two versions of one story:
11. Respect for the coat
Nasradin Odzha was a judge. One morning, he went
into a cafe. He was dressed simply, like a
peasant. He greeted the Turks sitting in the
cafe, but nobody answered his greetings. He said
to himself, "Oh, my old mother, this won't do!" He
went home and dressed in a new fur coat, then
returned to the cafe. He greeted the Turks and
they answered his greetings in Turkish. They
called to the cafe owner, "Make a cup of coffee
for Nasradin Odzha!" He made a cup and brought it
to Nasradin Odzha, who began to pour it all over
the left side of his coat.
Another said, "Make a cup of coffee for Nasradin
Odzha!" He made a cup and brought it to Nasradin
Odzha, who began to pour it all over the right
side of his coat. The Turks said, "Hey, Nasradin
Odzha, what are you doing? We're treating you to
coffee, and you're pouring it all over your coat!"
Nasradin said, "Well, you paid my coat more
respect than you paid to me.
I came in here earlier, and you didn't even see
me. I went home, changed clothes, came back and
you paid respect to my coat. So, I figured the
coffee was for my coat, not me."
12. The clothes get respect
One day Nastradin Odzha went into a cafe, in his
old work clothes. He said to one and all, "Salaam
Aleikhom." The response should have been "Aleikhom
Salaam," but nobody answered because of the way he
was dressed. He stayed for a while, then got up
and left. He went home and dressed in his newest
clothes--he had a brand new blue robe--and
returned to the cafe, entering and saying, "Salaam
As he entered, still by the door, everyone stood
up and answered, "Aleikhom Salaam, Khodzha efendi!
Then they ordered a coffee from the proprietor.
Khodzha took the coffee, opened his collar and
poured it into his clothes. When the others saw
that, they said, "But what are you doing, Khodzha?
Why are you pouring your coffee all over the
place? Look what's happening to your clothes!"
He said, "I'm pouring this because your respect
wasn't meant for me but for my clothes. I came in
here earlier, said hello, but you didn't even
notice me. But when you saw me with my new
clothes, then you noticed my greeting!"
These are from Bulgarian sources.
Listen to clips and order the CD "Chickens!" from